Standing in front of the plane was Sylvia, Marcus’ sister, a woman known to the outside world as the C.E.O of Smoak Industries.
She was standing beside the plane, her arms crossed in contemplation. The moment she saw Vivian though, her eyes brightened, and she smiled.
“Welcome to Smoak Island, Vivian.” She shouted, her silky voice reaching both Marcus and Vivian,
Vivian released a slow exhale and smiled. She didn’t know why, but the sight of Sylvia on the island was enough to calm her down.
“Thank you, Sylvia.” She answered, with a side glance at Marcus, who was watching this exchange with a raised eyebrow. Vivian started walking down the airstairs of the plane.
When her feet finally touched the floor of the airport tarmac, Vivian’s expression brightened up and her body felt lighte
